I got bored. My laptop was open. I wrote this. Enjoy :)
"I am not kidding!" Jeff shouted over the laughs of his so-called friends.
"Jeff, there is no such thing as ghosts," Nick said.
"Have you ever seen one?"
"No."
"Then how do you make that assumption!"
"Hey! We don't need a repeat of the whole chicken dance fiasco," Blaine said, "Jeff, why do you think Dalton is haunted?"
"You know the guy who like, started the school?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah," Blaine said.
"Well, last night, I was walking through the halls to my dorm when all of a sudden I saw his ghost," Jeff explained.
"That's why you ran into the room screaming?" Nick asked. Jeff nodded.
"Yeah, and now he's out to haunt us!"
"Jeff, you're being ridiculous," Wes said.
"Why would a ghost haunt us?" David inquired.
"Well he's obviously not happy with the way we cover songs," Jeff said, "too much Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and Top 40."
"Well 'Peacock' was a mistake," Blaine said.
"See!"
"You're not convincing," Nick said.
"Hello Los Idiotos!" Jenna said walking in, "Blaine I have your ointment for the dog bite."
"Jenna it's gone," Blaine said.
"It is? Oh, now I'm embarrassed," she said, "I guess I'll go."
"Wait! Jenna!" Jeff said.
"Why am I waiting?"
"Do you believe in ghosts?" he asked her.
"Okay for the last time, Maureen is not dead! She just looks very pale," Jenna said.
"No, no that!"
"He thinks he saw the ghost of William J. Dalton," Nick said.
Jenna looked at Jeff, "you're an idiot."
"Come on! I'm not lying!"
"Yeah and I'm made out of saltwater taffy!" Thad said.
"There's no ghost!" David added.
"Well, not until you have proof," Jenna said. They all looked at her.
"Now you're taking his side?" Blaine asked, "I'm starting to question if we are even related."
"Well if Jeff wants to prove a point then he should," Jenna said, "besides, there could be a ghost. I'm not saying there is."
"I think I'm starting to like you," Jeff said placing a hand on her shoulder. Jenna glared at him and he removed it.
"Alright, prove your ghost," Wes said.
"Yes!" Jeff exclaimed. He started walking out, "you'll all be wrong!"
"I give him three days tops," Jenna said.
Jeff had it all ready. Camera…vacuum cleaner…rubber gloves…garlic, and chips if he got hungry.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," Trent said plugging a wire into a wall. This was all taking place in the hallway where Jeff first saw the ghost.
"Well I didn't want to be here alone!" Jeff said. Trent wasn't afraid of ghosts. He mentioned one time of seeing his grandmother wax her legs on the coffee table. Nothing scares him anymore.
"I only agreed because you owe me forty bucks."
"Shh! I think I hear something!" Jeff pressed record on the camera. Everything was silent until they heard footsteps…and around the corner came…
"Mr. Sterling! What are you and Mr. Nixon up to?" Mrs. Victorians said. She was the hall moniter.
"Catching a ghost," Jeff said casually.
"What ghost?"
"The apparent ghost of William J. Dalton," Trent said. Jeff nodded.
"I'm proving to the Warblers that there is a ghost," Jeff said confidently. Mrs. Victorians glared at him and then walked away.
"That was scary," Jeff said.
"I'm unaffected."
In Blaine and Wes's dorm, Blaine was at his desk finishing up some homework while Wes was laying on his bed reading.
"Do you think there's a ghost?" Wes asked.
"Nah, it's probably my sister trying to scare him," Blaine said.
"Well what if there is?"
"What do you mean?"
"We always doubt Jeff because of his…unintelligent nature, but what if he's right?" Wes stated.
"You do have a point," Blaine said, "what do you want to do about it?" Wes shrugged.
Back in the hallway, Jeff was still staring at the camera while Trent sat in a chair.
"Jeff, there is no ghost," Trent said, "Just give up."
"Did Robert Fulton give up when he invented the cotton gin?"
"That was Eli Whitney, and no."
"Then we're staying."
"Hey guys!"
Jeff let out a shriek as though it should have come from Jenna.
"Hey Blaine," Trent said.
"Oh, it's you," Jeff said with his hand on his heaving chest.
"Wes and I just wanted to stop by to see if you needed any help," Blaine said.
"Why? You doubted me," Jeff said.
"Yeah, but we thought, we're all nuts. We all have our strange Warbler moments," Blaine said.
"Wow…thanks?"
"Anytime, so what did you get?"
"Four hours of nothing," Trent noted from his chair.
"Well a ghost isn't just going to appear," Blaine said, "we need to lure it out."
"How?"
"Well…the reason you think we're being haunted," Blaine said and then he started singing.
You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil?
Could you be an angel?
Your touch magnetizing
Feels like I am floating
Leaves my body glowing
They say
"Be afraid"
You're not like the others
Futuristic lover
Different DNA
They don't understand you
Trent, Jeff and Wes joined in
You're from a whole 'nother world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go lead me into the light
Kiss me
K-k-kiss me
Infect me with your loving
Fill me with your poison
Take me
t-t-take me
Wanna be your victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extra Terrestrial
So they continued the song, but nothing happened…still.
"Maybe I should give up," Jeff said hopelessly. They all nodded in agreement. But before they left, a thud was heard somewhere in the darkened hallways.
"Did you hear that?" Wes asked. The others nodded. The thud sounded again and Jeff jumped into Wes's arms like Scooby-Doo.
"Warblers!" a shaky voice sounded.
"Guys…" Blaine said.
"Warblers!"
"I think we should run. All in favor?" Wes asked. All hands went up (Wes dropping Jeff in the process) and they ran away screaming like little girls to the safety of each Boy's respected dorm.
Speaking of little girls…
Jenna came out from behind the corner with Nick, holding a microphone.
"Yeah they won't be sleeping for a while," Jenna said.
"I should make sure Jeff is okay," Nick said.
"I should do the same for Blaine." The two started walking away when out of nowhere, a Whoooooo sound came from around the corner.
"Nick I thought you turned the mic off," Jenna said.
"I did," Nick replied holding it up.
"Then what…?"
So, the ghost of William J. Dalton came out from behind the corner.
"BOO!"
Jenna and Nick ran away screaming. Maybe next time they'll believe Jeff when he tells them about a ghost.
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~TheAbsentmindedWriter~